It’s been a while since Joey Justice has been in the tickling chair at My Friends’ Feet, but before he came back I made a vow to give him a tickling he wouldn’t forget the next time I got him strapped in. He borrowed some money a while ago, you see, and then he vanished and wouldn’t return my calls. I’m sure you know how that is too. Luckily I don’t hold much of a grudge. Those new tickling gloves and the rotating brush on his tender toes had Joey begging for freedom through his laughter.
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